Lawyer that I work for sent me this via email.

Click on me.


Fucking Barmy.

Hi guys.

another quick(quick and short are distinctly different) update.

Its xmas eve.

I like it for a variety of reasons and I hate it for a varieties of reasons too.

For one would be the crowds.

Please do not go to orchad road tonight for a xmas countdown.

You WILL get molested. No matter what your gender or sexual deviations are.
Just dont go there. So PLEASE, you have been fore-warned. Dont be a dumb ass orait?


My collegues are uber nice. I got presents.
Sam(lawyer) -> Cow Handphone Holder
Angela (paralegal) -> Aroma Therapy Set.
Liwen and angela -> Tin Canned Santa Underwear. Its their idea of a joke. But its a real nice pair of briefs! ahha.
Huimin (Buddy!) -> Chest of mini drawers.
Auntie Margaret ( The oldest and kindest secretary here) -> DOG HANDPHONE CHAIN.


heh. What have you got?


Reflecting on my SIP. I will miss this place. The people here are too nice.
For example, when I came back from MC still quite sick.
Liwen gave me herbal tea. So nice.

Buddy is always pulling me out of trouble and sam is just the coolest transformer freak you will ever meet. He is huge tho, bigger then me. He also buys me expensive lunches.

Angela ahhahaa, siao cha bor. indian who can speak chinese better than me. Malay is also her forte. Come to think of it, she can speak shit loads. Invited us over to her bachelor pad last week. I got uber stoned drinking there. But then, she is still slightly crazy.

No one calls me by name here. I am called Ah Boy all the time. It figures, I am the youngest in the office.

Ah boy once got fucked over the phone. Told sam about it, sam told angeline (YES, THERE IS 1 ANGELA AND 1 ANGELINE HERE. DAMN CONFUSING) to call back and fuck the other party and she did. Brilliant.

1 more week. Althought I cant wait for SIP to be over, I also know I will not be in too much a rush to leave this place. 11 weeks. thats a long time. I know I'll dread the day when I will have to return my security pass..

haiz. I will post pictures up soon. My office has loads of christmas decorations and will also show you all the presents I got. I am a show off.

aighty. See you guys soon in school.
Salvation (football and cheap food) is just a week away.
Ciao.

and from me to you,
Have a very merry xmas and a happy new year.

Hi guys.

A quick update, I am still alive.

Albeit not so well.

heh.

Ciao.

Off for dinner now.

Concussed at AMK.

farking sleepy.

Muizz is lying like a dead baby whale on the ground.

Ling is in a coma on the couch. Too much black cat I think.

Mx is reading the New Paper. We all know he is nuts.
cause only mad people and soccer fans read the newpaper.
and he is not on the sports page.

I am half dead typing out this post.

freaking this is what i do every weekend.
we camp at muizz's place abusing the xbox.
me especially. its even weird that I have my own black box.

Shit load of food on the table...ciggarettes. prawn rolls...fruit cake ,candy, hot tea. all sorta crap also have.

DvDs. Spidey 2. Metallica live...4 xbox controllers...black, black, transperant, blue. Original games all over the floor. PGR2. Topspin. Crimson skies. halo..Full spectrum warrior..
sims...

heck. there is even a chess set.. Those who agree that Mu's place has a weirdly relaxing atmosphere please raise up your hands.

its like a kampong feel kinda place within a tight cluster of flats in amk.

I've lost count the number of times that I have chilled out here.

Lithium. Nirvana is on now. hah.
Nirvana is werid. their songs are F-ing sad.
Yet ppl still love their music.
Not bad are they. But alittle too angsty for my taste.
But at 5am in the morning. it seems strangely apt.
Cobain's voice... is oddly addicitive.

I think i better end this. I dont know how to end. but i think i should
hah.
my blog i getting bad to worst.
maybe i should stop blogging soon.
well. lets see how it goes.

bye.

My last photo shoot.

Pierside Prom Assigment.

For you.



Hope you guys like it.



For more.
Please click HERE.


Here is a direct reflection of our efforts.
please support us and sign up for prom.
if you have any queries, please call muizz, luwin, edwin, MX or myself.




Thank you and have a great night.

I'm fucking materialistic. and I love it.

Grinning like a chesire cat.


Got my pay last friday.

its thursday today.
and I am broke.

but who fucking cares?
I only have to spend on myself.
no girl to spend on right?

ha. the wonders of being single.
but I'm sure I'm missing out on some stuff.

but for now.....dont know lar.

enjoy myself now.

talk , think later.




fucking sitex.

took a cab down. merc cab no less.
15 bucks. but..heck.

me go crazy.
me buy xbox.
me buy extra controller. transperant.. but i wanted green.
me buy ORIGINAL games.
hah. me broke.
428 down the drain.
This is therapy at its best.
I'm a materialistic bitch.


Drinking binge

Got money drink.
No money. drink water.

it felt great when our bill for 2 persons totally trashes a table with 6 people.
fucking teenagers. trying to act tough.
the girl drank one shot and she was stoned.
staring at a pillar inside happy daze.
she dazed for sure.
but i not sure if happy.

quite amusing for me and me friend.

we were as happy as a happy daisy i tell you.

1 jug gin tonic.
1 jug amber nector. of the tiger variety. (their hoegaarden too expensive. and dont come in jug size mugs)
2 shots gin.
2 shots rum.
remember to suck on lemon.

and yea.

the more i drink. the better you look.
the more drinks i will buy.

instant gratification.
within 1 half a football game.
you wont get much more satisfied than that.

but dont want to think of the bill. if i do, will go hoegaarden after work again.

btw, hoegaarden is just fabulous. "if you havent tried it, you dont know jack.
once you tried our snack, now you will know jack."
that kinda thing.

monday. woke up late.
dont know why.
woke up with xbox controller in my hands tho.
took MC.

this proves. money, can buy you time.



so you see... being materialistic = happy.
spending money = instant gratification.

so, I say. Spend away.

Its quite simple actually.

When 2 persons wont talk. There is no fight.
When 2 persons wont talk. There are no lies.
When 2 persons wont talk.



Peace ensures.


It's as simple as that actually.



much as I like to get a hearty conversation going with you. Lies and sarcasms included.(pun intended)

I as much like my pint of afterwork beer with a buddy.


and anyway,

I'm learning to be comfortable with the silence.

as you have been all along.




btw, a close friend of mine has sent you an apology via email. Please indicate if you have received it. and if you are thinking that I was the one who instigated him to write the email. Please note that I just got to know about it 2 days back.









on a lighter note people.
prom is well underway.
cost is fixed at 80 dollars perhead.
If possible, please set aside part of this month's SIP pay check for the prom.
We hope to collect a substantial amount by mid december.
please note that prom itself is on Jan 8.
Further details will be sent out to your personalise email's asap. not student webmail. dont worry.




p.s mini
with regard to your last question on your last email.

I never did ask.
It didnt seem necessary to me.
You dont always get what you ask for.
BTW, the story. 7 stops. I still have it ;)
I never did send it.
I never did know why I didnt.

I usually let things slide.


Dear friends.

By now, most of you would have known that I am in a comittee setting up a prom night for law seniors.

and I am very troubled by some news that I have received.

A very high profile person in the course has been spreading rumours about the organising comittee, about the organising comittee's commitment, about the organsing comittee's sincerity. Basically a bitch being a bitch.

its bullshit like that , which I dont take easily.

and they dont call me slide for nothing.

First things first, if we werent motivated or insincere or serious about this event, we would never have started it.

I gurantee a good time.
I gurantee you will be blown away.
I gurantee that you will see OUR effort.
I gurantee that you will find out that rumour is untrue.


You will be blown away. Starting first day of school.

and its gonna be a sucess. You know why?

cause we have enough wit to bake bread and more importantly,

cause its not a law inc event nor a school event.

The fox that couldnt get the grapes always say that the grapes were sour.



and a personal msg to the one who is screwing around with us.

Dear molosaic.
Please dont stick your nose into buisness not belonging to you.
Please dont comment about things that you dont know about.
and Please, for your own well being and safety.
Dont fuck around with something that you cant handle.






dear friends.
I look forward to your support.
without your support, it wont be the same.

Law Prom is my prom too.
I want it to be spectacular.
and the commitee intends it to be spectacular too.
heck, we ARE going to make it spectacular.
cause its going to be our prom.




not lawinc prom 2005.


Pray tell, if anyone knows. who is the molosaic who is screwing around with us?
We just want to make peace.
The only way that we know how.
The gentlemanly way.



thank you for your time and goodnight.

I have to sharpen my knives now.

Yesterdays.


Cause yesterday's got nothin' for me
Old pictures that I'll always see
Some things could be better
In my book of memories




Cock up at work today.
have to clear the mess tomorro.
argh.

I seem to be doing repeating task.








damn. I dont know how to put my thoughts into words.
forgetit.

I'm off to maple story.

Thanks.

A kind soul mailed my wallet back.
cash and all.

People do have hearts I guess.




Nothing of note to blog about.
Did the usual friday night thing with the gang at happy daze.
at happy daze, you get happy and dazed.

which is not bad.



Going off now. Weather is real good this afternoon.
going to chill.

Dear friends.

I have lost my wallet.

with it.

100 Dollars in 2 fifty dollar notes.

Assortment of coins.

Identity Card.

EZ link card.

ATM card.

Subway Card fully redeemed good for one 6 inch sandwhich.

1 Coffee bean card fully redeemed for one drink

and 1 Jupiter's Cafe card with 7 stamps.

This little piece of cloth. with fabric painting on it. Which someone made long ago.

I feel lousy.

The money was meant for something.

But now. There is nothing.

The hardest hit. Is the piece of clothe and the wallet itself. Which was a gift.

I just wish for some kind soul who would mail my wallet back to me.




I dont care if the money is gone. I just want my things back which were of sentimental value to me.

Tired.already.


I've just realised that its like a weekend day tomorro. No work on thrusday. But I dont have anything to do on wednesday night.






I could go out and have a wild time partying.


I could go hang out with friends.



I could stay at home and watch dvds.





or.
I could take the effortand time to talk things out.


but I wont.
because I dont feel like it.
because .........
I'm scared?

but then. all fears are irrational.
Only when you not understand someone or something.
Do you fear.
If you know what is going to happen. You shouldnt fear it.
The only "genunine" fear one could have could be the fear of the unknown.

it makes me feel as tho i am left hanging.
uneasy.
extreme fustration. with no avenue to let it all out.
No one to talk about it to.
dont like to tell others.
get that same bad feeling over and over again.
premonitions are scary shit.


daym. this is depressing.
alright, i got to go.
no tear jerker shit am I going to tolerate.



ciao ppl.
btw. i hate my tea lady.
she tells tales.
she sported me sleeping in me cubicle.
by lunch. most of the office knew.
but I dont care.
fiacking tea lady.
I gonna learn some real mean cantonese profanities and use it on her.

Gg night ladies and gents.

:]



who says money cant make you happy?





80 dollars.

every single dollar well spent.




I've got the new internazionale home jersey.
hah.

Sometimes I feel as though I want to blow TP into smithereens


Dear Ms Jane.

Yi Qian here.

I have just received the email notifying me of the subjects which I would be taking next year.

I am finding it very difficult to accept this decision which had been taken for me as I had signed up early for my subject combinations when asked to.

Furthermore, there were no further reasons or rational given behind as to why a decision has been made for me. To me, just a “very sorry you couldn’t get in” is not sufficient.

Although I do appreciate the additional choice that the school has kindly given me. I would appreciate it even more if the rational was explained to me.

However, if the reason given is that it was a random picking of "unfortunate" students who didn’t get their chosen combinations. It would be a reason which I find unreasonable.

Firstly, it was suppose to be on a first come first serve basis. If the names on blackboard are the last few who signed up resulting in them not getting the subject allotments, I would be satisfied with nothing more to complain off. However, there must be some documentation with time stamps to prove it.

However if there were students who signed up after the mentioned students in the blackboard announcement and got their subject combinations which they wanted, I would wonder how fair is the basis of subject allotment and how true that it was on a first come first serve basis.

Secondly. The reason why I chose not to take advance civil procedure is because I am poor in civil procedure as reflected in my grades and have no interest in it whatsoever. I find it unreasonable not to mention silly for me to be forced to take a subject which I have no aptitude in whatsoever. It’s my last year at the polytechnic and I do not want to take a subject which I feel I would not do well in or in a worst case scenario, fail. I do want to graduate on time with my peers. This is of great concern to me considering I could barely cope with civil procedure during the last school semester. You may check with Ms Sylvia Lim to verify that I am inept at the abovementioned subject.

I worry that if there is no other alternative for me but to take advance civil procedure, it would prove to be a very unhappy semester for me not to mention a very poor grade. I do not want to fail. I'm not saying I would fail the subject before I have even attempted it. But I think the chance is there if its not evident enough based on my civil procedure grade and my performance in class.

Although it’s my future, it is fair enough to say that the school has some bearing on it as well. I clearly, for one do not see myself doing civil procedure after graduation. My inclination would be to work under the other 2 industries which the other 2 subjects carter for.

Thus I hope that the decision made for me can be put under review and renewed consideration.

I take this very seriously and I hope the school authorities will do the same.

Thank you for your time and hope to hear from you soon.






















the reply?
This time a phone call.
No more snobbish email.
Counselling session from 910 to 930.
My language was civil. Worst word I used was bollocks.
Its not easy to criticise the school without using the four letter word and different various dialects and ethic language profanities.

School called again at 945.
But in the end. I still cant get what I wanted.
10am. another email
"hope you get over your disapointment"
"statistics show"
"yabbar yabbar yabbar"
"You got ability to do well in adv civ pro"
"can call or email me"
"excuse excuse excuse"
"you can be a winner in this situation"

and since they always say "the best is yet to be"

I saved the best for last.....

"A TEACHER WILL NEVER TURN AWAY A WILLING STUDENT"

well. thats unless the teacher we are talking about is not kusu island CHIA.





i dont understand. If the computer system screws up. It screws up. Admit it. Dont feed me shit cause i aint gonna take none.





btw. Ms Jane really is too nice altho she confiscated my handphone once(i forgive but i dont forget). I cant bring myself to swear at her. I just hate the school.






Please send all flower wreaths and condolences to Blk409 serangoon central #03-315 singapore I dont know what is the postal code. Service would be held on 6th Janaury 2005.





ps. actually i lied.. I DONT WANT TO BE AN STUFFY INSURANCE AGENT OR SOME asswipe SCREWing AROUND WITH ACCOUNTS! all i want to do is bag a job with national geographic. then, the rest, as they say, is history.

Now, heres the hard part, i need to find arfgan girl no.2


no good.

nOt NiCe SIaL! wAh rIaO


see if you can make any sense of the conversation that me and fn had some time ago.
see if you can identify anyone. that is, if you can make sense of what we were talking about.
goodluck.



Live Fast, Die Young. says:
relax... breathe in, breathe out

Live Fast, Die Young. says:
wah riao

Live Fast, Die Young. says:
doung laiddat lehz

Nervous Wreck. says:
no

Live Fast, Die Young. says:
?

Nervous Wreck. says:
is DouNg RaiDdRaT reH

Live Fast, Die Young. says:
ohh

Nervous Wreck. says:
l is R

Nervous Wreck. says:
L is R

Nervous Wreck. says:
and sticky caps pleaase.

Live Fast, Die Young. says:
RAiDdIzZ ArhZ

Live Fast, Die Young. says:
?

Nervous Wreck. says:
Ya RoZ!

Live Fast, Die Young. says:
i cAnNoT LeEd mI oWn tYpIng OrhZ!!

Nervous Wreck. says:
BuT HoRz TaKeZ BerY LroNG to TPyE RiKeZ DaTZ ReHz

Nervous Wreck. says:
Ya RoZ. dEaRz DeaRz SOoOoOOoo CReVeR

Live Fast, Die Young. says:
coMeZ nAtrUraLlY tO sOmE oRhZzZ!!!11!1!!!

Nervous Wreck. says:
Ya ROZ

Nervous Wreck. says:
Like PuSsYzZZ ROZ

Live Fast, Die Young. says:
hoW cUmM KFCHEE nEbEr AsK mI dO ToM yUm ChEeKeN rIaOzZ?!?!?!11//!!?!?

Nervous Wreck. says:
I DOunG KnROeZ Ehz. I tHriNk ThEY FinD mOr3 HanDsom3 D3arZ d3Arz RIao Ror.

Live Fast, Die Young. says:
WeR gOt SuCh ThIngZ WeIzZ?! Mi OwReAdiEz DaMmN HaMsUmM LOrRzZz!!11!!!

Live Fast, Die Young. says:
yOu DouNG BRaFf Mi OrZ!

Nervous Wreck. says:
GoT RaZ. ButZ PuSSyz ROz, doNt sAY iS sAy rOrZ. HoW HamSUmz CaNz A PusSyz GeTTz?!

Live Fast, Die Young. says:
YoU cAwR Mi ErEpHaNt NebEmIne loHzZDoUnG CaLl mI PuSsY leHzZZz!

Nervous Wreck. says:
whats erephant?

Live Fast, Die Young. says:
(elephant)

Nervous Wreck. says:
i know

Nervous Wreck. says:
I doing a luwin on you mah

Nervous Wreck. says:
u suppose to give me dirty look and like want to beat me liek that

Live Fast, Die Young. says:
@_@ (like this?)







hope you made some sense.
all in the day of my bored internship period.

hah. catch u guys around. if tea lady sees me blogging, i am dead.

I have been sold for this.


Yi Qian's North East Line Pet Peeve.

Suitable for all ages.
No violence , blood or gore.
Family oriented program.
Below, is just a gentle reminder of basic etiquette while on the Mass Rapid Transport system. This gentle reminder is bought to you by the caring production team of Tragic Comedy.











One.
In the morning, before you go to work. Please take a bath. If you have BO, please use cologne or perfume depending on your sexual orientation. Not gender. Cause in the morning. I just cant fucking stand those people who rush out without cleaning up. The stench is overpowering.








Duex
Please wait for your turn at the ticketing booth. Please, do not, expect people to give way to you. Unless, you are elderly, pregnant or handicapped. That way, people would gladly give way to you. Do not , for a moment, just because the big plasma screen say that your train is arriving in 1 min, expect people to allow you to jump queue. Its your own dumb ass fault for waking up late. So phack off.









San
Please give way to the handicapped, pregnant and the elderly. If not, you would suffer the humilation of being pointed out in public by civic minded youngsters like me who dont give a nabeh chee bye about how you feel.







Se
Please stand on the left hand side of the escalator. Commuters who are in a rush need you to clear a path for them on your right. Do not, under ANY circumstance, stand on the right side of the escalator UNLESS you are running up or down the escalator. Its fucking inconsiderate people like you who make people like me late. And why should I be late when you are the wrong one you douche bag?
Muuuuutttthhhhhhaaaaaaaaa.







Lima
Please wait for the passengers to alight before you get on the train. Cause if you dont, how the fuck are the rest of the people gonna get in if you dont let the people inside come out? Dont you fucking have any brains? Some people are really kam puar inconsiderate. I want to kan them very long liao.







Six
Please give up any seats to the eldery, pregnant and handicapped. Please do not stand at the wheel chair designated areas. Its for the wheelchair. Are you a wheelchair? If not, kindly move your tart of an arse off that area.

And that applies to you. You motherfuckers who pretend to be alseep when the old dude walks in all wobbly like jelly.






Qi
You know those poles in the train? Yes. Please, do not lean on them. Its not the correct way to use them. You are suppose to grab it. Not lean on it. If you lean on it, how are the others gonna grab to it? You wanna pole dance? Fucking go find another pole you asswipe.






Huit
You. The one with the sweaty arm pits. Yes you! You fucking cess pit. You is ka ni na beh smelly you know? So DONT, raise your hand to grab the handles. You will kill someone! Na beh, if baby smell liao die how? kao chee bye one. Please, be alittle more considerate. grab the verticle poles discreetly. If there is the pole leaner, flash ur armpit at him. Results guranteed. and please, invest in some deodorant. They arnt that expensive.






Sembilan
Please set your phone to silent. Dont you know that you are disturbing other commuters when your fiacking phone rings? Oh wait, it does not ring. It plays some irritating tune that pisses everyone off. With a phone like that you are just sending out a message of " I AM A ATTENTION WHORE. LOOK AT ME. LOOK AT MY PHONE. WAH, I POPULAR, GOT PEOPLE CALL AND SMS ME!" Fuck you. Whats wrong with you? Whats your muthafiacking problem? Do you know in japan and europe, people turn off their phones in the train?





Dix
Last but not least. Please, Please, Please do not. PLAY YOUR FUCKING MUSIC SO LOUD. THAT I CAN FUCKING HEAR THE NAMBY PAMBY SISSYFIED POP SHIT BUMMBLE GUM CRAP OR TECHNO FIACK WHICH IS WHAT YOU MORONS CALL MUSIC..

phew, let me take a breather.











okok. can continue now.

KA NI NA BEH CAO CHEE BYE. ARE YOU DEAF? WHAT IS YOUR CHEE BYE PROBLEM? YOUR MOTHER GIVE BIRTH TO YOU WITH DEFECTIVE EARS AH? WHAT THE FIACK DID YOU DO TO IT? INSERTED A DILDO IN IS IT? SHEESH, YOU SHOULD BE NOMINATED FOR A DARWIN AWARD. DO YOU KNOW THAT THERE ARE PEOPLE TRYING TO READ? STUDY? MAKE OUT? FUCKING BE ALITTLE MORE CONSIDERATE CAN OR NOT? Gao chee bye you know











Thank you for taking the time to read the above 10 gentle reminders. We hope you try and strive to become the perfect public transport user. Please remember what you have read here and please spread the good behaviour. Thank you








This gentle reminder, has been bought to you by the caring production team of tragic comedy.






We hope you enjoyed it.
executive producer
Nutter Lucifer

See the pretty people run, so many games to play




She said she would consider.






granted. its not much. but its the best I got.







but till then, I believe in suede. that everything will flow.

somehow or another.

but luwin has a point. When he said they are suede, its easy for them to say that everything will flow. and that they have groupies.





I saw d**** on the train today. I was scared shitless. He damn on. His friends ask him he sure on one. He damn on. I am afraid. he lives in hougang, I live in serangoon. its too close for comfort. I scared he beat me.



hee haw.



goodnight ladies and gentlemen.

its very simple actually.

you just click here, type here, choose this one, then find fastest connection. then u click DownLoad.

haha, I still remember the first song I ever downloaded.

Suede - Everything Will Flow.

when my computer came in sec 1. P2 233 with MMX ok!
and I had singnet Magix 512k! 12 hours for 52 bucks!

haha, those were the good old days.... when everyone else was on Dial-up and I was watching tv on the computer. haha...







anyway, work has been boring for the past few days. If anything, I have nothing much to do. I dont know if that is good or bad. But, I'm thinking its good.

caught manchurian candidate. Do catch it if you have the chance, its pretty good. if not predictable.

I'm like uber dead. Spending money like water for 2 days. collected pay on friday and now i have like.....60 left...friggin depressing.


i needa sleep now. nothing more to blog about suddenly. got a mental block. shites.

How much do you slave?

good points.

I have a cubicle with a proper desk.
P4 Xp internet capable computer.
loads of stationary.
No need to work on saturdays.
staff are friendly.
buddy system. wont get lost.
if lost, ask.
not much work for me to do.

bad points.
not much work for me to do.
boredom is hard to bear.
too many documents lying around. claustraphobic.
there is someone called bedah in the office.
upteen repetions of hoobastink's The Reason and Lifehouse's Breathing.
bad karoke singing. really bad.
doing patents for valves is as interesting as it gets.



1st day of sip.

I reckon I had it easy compared with horror stories I heard from luwin, muizz, hazelyn and others.

Hong Kan.

If you never knew the meaning of this word, you evidently have not stepped into a heavily subsidised secondary education in a singaporean funded educational institute. What does it mean?
it describes a feeling which roughly translate into the english equalivent of the phrase "fucked up".

Of cos, I will provide some examples of times when I used this phrase during the course of the week.

Sunday night, on discovery that my computer had some problems.
Hong kan lar, what's wrong with lappy?

Monday morning, when I woked at 1100 when i was suppose to meet ed at 1100.
Hong kan........late liao........hope ed haven wake up also.

Monday afternoon, when we were still at ed's place and shawn was ready to meet us in orchad.
Hong kan lar, he there already. you all better faster if not later he screw ur asses not my problem.

Monday lateafternoon. When I discovered my pay was not yet ready.
Hong kan, no cash, how i buy my formal clothing?!?!?!?!?

Monday very lateafternoon. When me, ed, dan, shawn, lu and nick were stuffed with sakae sushi.
eat too much. Hong kan lar..... I feel terrible....argh................*puke*

Monday night. While reformatting computer.
all gone. all gone. all songs gone. all email gone. all games gone. all schoolwork gone. all sms gone. everything gone. hong kan...


I didnt use this phrase much today. heh.
yesterday was good.
went to ed's place to swim....dan, nick, ed, lu...
went to sakae for lunch. shawn joined us.
ate till we almost puked
We didnt want to pay for food wastage.
so we packed the left overs in one container and stashed it in lu's bag. got rid of it afterwards. it started to smell.
I was damn full. But that piece of salmon sushi looked damn inviting. ate the fish. left the rice.
when shawn not looking, dumped it into his green tea....
promptly "okok, lets cheers to SIP!"
We drank green tea, shawn had green tea porridge.
but their desert was uber good.
a concoction of ice cream wrapped in glutinous rice paper or something. its bloody good.
Walked orchad road.
went to ya kun kaya toast at far east to chill out.
we had a accapella group.
its chorus went like this.

eh eh, dont pull dont pull, going to spoil already , you see! you see!
ah fuck lar....
Ouch!
sian ji puah, sian ji puah, sian ji puah ah ah ah ah
one four center, one four center (ok, i was trying to say 147 when this came out)

we kept repeating this down orchad road till people was looking at us. we had so much fun.
cept for dan, he seemed to be ashamed to be seen with us. but thats his problem. We cant help it if he does not have a sense of humour.



went to buy my formal stuff today. was ok, manage to not spend so much money. hah.

so it was all quite pleasant for this 2 days.
but tmr.... I dont want to think of tomorro.
futhermore, my liason officer is annie gomez. nuff said. cept...
Hong kan.

ok people, got to go now. got to sleep early and hit the shenton way tomorro!
goodluck for sip.
althought i know its difficult, but please dont die during sip if you can help it!

"To each himself, he is immortal, for he can know that he will die, but he will never know that he is dead."


-Sincerest condolences to my friend, who's grandfather just passed away.-

SWEET. ALL I WANT FOR CHRISTMAS
THE SEGWAY CENTAUR. Where 4 wheels, is better than 2.



Thats a piece of wicked equipment.
sheesh.....
By the makers of the Segway.
I take my hat off.
*applauds



but shit, you cant buy this baby in singapore.
I'll guess I'll settle for other presents than....

England 2 - 0 Wales.
France 0 - 0 Republic of Ireland.

Things suck.
even the match that I stayed up till the wee hours of the morning turned out goaless.

What did I do this week?

Lets see, there was the exams on monday and tuesday and they were.....nah, they arnt important.

Tuesday Night - Dinner at Marina South.
farce. We made shawn drink. No more than 2 mugs. His liver has no talent or aptitude whatsoever.
after he drank, he said
: Nick, I suck your cock for you lar.
: Miss, would you like to suck my cock? If not, you can smell it too. Its ok.



So if you dont want to hear this kind of shitty comments, never try to make shawn drink.

and he labelled Nick and Leongman as Devils, cause when he went home, he felt like shit because of the alcohol.
2 mugs. Only. The man has no liver I must say.



Wednesday - Working.
Thursday - Working.
Friday - Working.
Saturday - Working.

Although I am no christian, I would take the seventh day off to rest thank you very much.

Some Pictures of the Tuesday Night outing.



Post alcohol


Edwin post alcohol and you thought he was a nice guy.

They look like ah pek drinking tiger.


Small man, small photo, BIG LIVER.



ha, photobucket resizing sucks. all the photos different size.
anyway, hope these pictures can give some insights into an alcohol induced band of brothers.

Its a beautiful day.

Couldnt take a nap. So decided to fuck it and stay up.

Why couldnt I sleep?

Firstly, I got home only at 5. Then I was kept awake by paranoia of failing accounts, euphoria at the thought of getting my pay, pissofmania thinking of the result against Roma and other stuff. Not to mention my oldhandphone. Yes, my old handphone. yes, YOU read that right.

anyway, who needs sleep when you can witness the break of dawn.
The view from my new place is not too bad at all.
Infact, its so good, I'm not gonna share photos of it with you guys. Singularly exclusively for me.

Its me, the morning and my camera.
Smell of coffee , eggs and sausages that my mum is preparing.

Life cant get more perfect than that.

Truly.

But of cos, what about the exam later? the exam later, is of no consequence.
C&P accounting can kiss my ass.

"It just rips my ass apart to know that you dont know my name."


hah. Shoot me. If you dare.

Cough drops.

Exams tmr, what a fucked up time for me to fall sick.

I'll be glad when all the exams are over.

I have decided to run away.

The few. The proud. The bitter.

"He was always there to help her, she always belonged to someone else."

I was telling him, that she aint worth shit. But he would not listen. Well, its his life, not mine.

If he wants to be unhappy, its his own problem. If he cant get over it, its his funeral.

If its his funeral, no one would attend that funeral.

You want to be in a fucking parade? with 4 white horses pulling a wagon and yourself in a casket?

quote-:
"when it comes to matters of the heart, we always seem to be able to advise, we always know what to say when it comes to our friends but when the matter involves you, you just cant seem to help yourself."


"Her mind is tiffany-twisted, she got the mercedes benze. She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys, that she calls friends."

"We are all just prisoners here of our own device."

Its maddness. Its truly madness. He does not know where he stands now. Whether its outside the door , looking through the window or on that bus out of here.

"I dont mind standing everyday, out in your corner in the pouring rain."

Well, actually he does mind. Remember the Mario Winan song?
"Last time you invest in me ,Cuz if not then its best you leave"


Its maddness. Truly maddness. Its like being devoid of intelligince. Its beyond stupid. Its like being andrew chia and that mofo in school all rolled into one.

But why is he still here? Cant he think for himself for 1 fucken time? ok, maybe not once, twice.
Why? perhaps->

"Baby there's something about you that, I can hold on to ,I'm going to hold on to that."

But no, he is dead afraid of her.

"I know it's easier to walk away than look it in the eye."

But in a perverted way as is the normal way in this perverted world, all he wants is?

"All I want, is someone I cant resist"

and its only gonna end up in 1 possible way. Soothsayer I dont claim to be, but its painfully obvious yea?

"I was cryin' when I met you. Now I'm tryin to forget you"

His acting like he is 65 when he is only 18 and a life.

"Your crime is time and it's 18 and life to go"

and I wonder how he can take it.

"We're not gonna take it! NO! We aint gonna take it!"

haha, its funny how much a loser he can get.

"Comin' down the world turned over And angels fall without you there."

He hoped to get over all these, thus he listens to Guns And Roses.

"I used to love her, But I had to kill her. She meant so much, she drove me nuts and now I'm happier this way."

hahaha. I long told him that she was poison.

"I wanna love you, but I better not touch. I wanna hold you, but my senses tell me to stop. I wanna kiss you, but I want it too much. I wanna taste you but your lips are venomous poison. You're poison running through my veins You're poison. I don't wanna break these chains. "


haiz, he says he has heard enough. He says that he knows he is being stupid but he cant help it. Hopefully he can grow out of it. I'm not totally convinced. He is too barmy and mad and not to mention stupid to think. Ask him to open a beer can still can, ask him to screw a lightbulb on he still can manage, ask him to think? you are really asking too much.

Aight. Gotta go. Ciao people. See you guys around. Good luck for the exams.



























oh yea, did I ever mention before that I am mildy schizoprenic?

Its bollocks.

It really is.

Go figure, your exam is on monday.

Its a friday. What do you do? Do you study?
No. You go to work.

Do you go home after work at 11 to go study?
No. You go catch a midnight movie.

Do you go home after the midnight movie?
No, you watch another movie because since the ticket is gonna cost 14 bucks for 2 which is the same price for the cab home. Might as well watch it and catch the first train.

Do you go to bed after you reach home?
No. You surf the net and blog.


Do you know that its mad to do that?
No. I think its perfectly normal. Anyway, I had a goodtime.

Do you know that its bollocks?
Yes I know. Its really bollocks.





















But you know whats really bollocks?
Me waiting for shit to happen when it obciously wont happen.

had fun today.

sheesh. anal-lsyed. Lu and ed of the win variety. and izad.
spun off chair. Mr Jo.

Fell from 10 stories from the hand/flipper of our very own pocket penguin. Mr coconut.

attacked by styrofoam poles. Mr Shawn Tan by the falling coconut gang.

eaten by me and lu for dinner. Victims from newton food center. Mr 10-dollar-a-piece sting ray. Ms Not-fried-by-a-hokkien-hokkien mee. Mr Babi-que Chicken Wings and of cos a group of groupies of coke on the rocks.

thats real food. Not some chicken patty grown in the lab which they slap in between 2 pieces of bread and shove it to you on a tray which u paid 7 bucks for.


Work was fine. There was very few customers today. So no probs. I learnt what a Moscow Mule is today.


infact, the day went very well if i might say so myself.
cept for the CP test. Which is of no consequence if I might add.

Decided not to cross the causeway.
cause, its my way. My way on the highway. which is preferbably the ecp, cte , aye etc etc.

Sometimes, I feel that I am always drawing a 15.
was talking to luwin on our way to work and over dinner.
Concluded, that choosing a girl, is like playing black jack.

There are some guys, who will settle for a 18;
19 is not so bad;
20 is surely a winning hand
and then the last type,
the poker faced ones who are waiting for a 21.
A blackjack.

which coincidentally, is my favourite number. 21.

this pokerfaced one, always wants a 21 even when he has a 20.
why?
because it just does not feel right not to gamble for a 21.
if 21 is the best you can get, why settle for anything less?
But the problem is, what is the possibility of getting a 21?
highy unlikely.
but, why settle for anything less?
just bloody hell go for it.
cause wif a 21, you cant lose. thats the simple idea.




Yes. I suppose, I am still looking for that Ace with a Jack of spades.
but this blackjack is bloody elusive.



BUT,


then again, If I keep drawing a 15, I might just throw my cards back into the pile and play uno instead.






haha.
aight , gotta go.
catch you guys again.
ciao.

Suffering from a bout of testilitis.

and it is not my balls I am talking about you filthy minded animal.

its the civil pro test.

yoo hoo. 5 chapters of absolute bollocks to go thru.

I'm super dead. No mood lar. Cant bring myself to study.

anyway, let me talk about aunties.

Kay pohs that is. tatter tales. Good for nothings. gossip mongers. tabloid wannabe s. asswipes.Who are not necessay over the age of 40 or whatever.

I'm talking about the aunties who are the same age or about our age.

Those who have an insatiable appetite for gossip. Be it harmless gossip or if Bush is gonna make war *eh? love *urh peace with those who oppose him.

Anyway, back to the aunties.
Recently, a auntie asked me a very typical secondary school kid question.
It went along the lines of who is my girlfriend.
When I said I didnt have one.
She asked if I had someone who I was interested in.

When i asked why she had to know she said : cos good thing must share mah.

I said that I'm currently enjoying my bacherlorhood and not thinking of giving up the good shit so soon.
But she was bloody persistent. At this point of time, i was already uber pissed. But typical me, i didnt show it. *Smile Smile. yes, I can take your shit.
I suppose that shows that her level of intelligence is probably at the level of a pandolin.
then she said.
"eh, is it? dont lie to me lar. Then last time leh? last time you like who?"

At this point of time, I was really feeling like slapping her to shut her up.
shite, cant a man have his privacy?

then, I decided, stupid bitch, lets have some fun. Gonna make her tap dance.

So i said " eh. actually have. I actually have a girlfriend. She is a recent crush. But she agreed to go out with me. We are getting married very soon"

I mean, its a lie which any idiot can see through, but being the dumb bitch + kaypoh shit, she lapped it all up. I could practically see her eyes light up with the thought of who she was gonna tell after she left.

To this, i took great pleasure to lead her on more.

"eh yea. She is pretty feminine and very pretty. Infact, much more so then both of you.(she was with a friend)"

fwah, this tactic power. I can see her face become red. hahaa, it was funny.

So she said " is she from our course? "

I almost gagged at this question. How dumb can she get? anyway, I just ignored the qns and plowed on about how great she was and how she was sooooo beautiful. This shit that people talk about when they fall in love.

So she begged me to give her a alphabet of her name. So I did.

I said "eh...why ask me. pai seh lar. ok ok, its 'F' , what you need it for?"

and do you know what the stupid bitch did?





She decided, being the smarty pants she was, she was gonna check out who was my fuck buddy.






so she LOGGED ON TO BLACK BOARD AND WANTED TO GO THROUGH ALL THE NAMES IN THE NAME LIST THERE TO SHORTLIST ALL THE GIRLS WHO HAVE THE LETTER 'F' IN THEIR NAMES.

I dont know ah, stupid people do stupid things.




Its beyond me, how stupid people can get. anyway, on with the story.

She spent 10 mins searching through all the names.
Of cos, I just milled around. Smiling when my back was towards them.


whahaha. It killed me. Just killed me.


but in the end. She gave up.

so she used the old tactic of begging me to tell. For that morsel of gossip. For that piece of juciy news to share with her friends.

At this point, I was getting alittle tired at her badgering.

So i decided to give in and tell them who the love of my life was.



so i acted as if I was very shy and i didnt want to say out the name.

I fished my phone out of my pocket.

went to compose msg. as i did this, u could almost see her eyes popping out of its sockets.


So i typed into my phone with great dramatic effect.

F

I

O

N

A


X

I

E


I cant describe how she looked at that point of time.
you had to be there.
Like in an instant, the whole crashed on her and that she is gonna die.
like that piece of gossip was the most important thing to her in the world.

she was actually angry! wahhahaa. I was happy!
she then stomped out of the lab.
I laughed like mad. It was good.
I made her waste her time thinking of the love of my life.
she couldnt take it.
whahahaa. gosssip monger. fucking go to hell lar! wahhaa.



anyway, thats what you get for being nosey.
and for being stupid.
its your own fault bitch.

you know, i swear, she is gonna read this or know about what i have written by some way. after all, she is a gossip monger. I hope this gets round to her. She got owned and served. Upsized too. so fuck you bitch! fucking you right back! wahhahahaha.


aw, that felt good.
now back to CP.

btw, fiona xie is really a knock out. *stress.

The Catcher in the Rye.

uh, no comments. go read it and tell me what you think about it.
It killed me.


my mofo internet connection has been cut off because I didnt pay the bill.
As of now, I have taken my aunt's password and username to log onto the worldwideweb.
In case you didnt know, its illegal. but its fun. free internet access.

anyway, will be paying the bill when my pay check arrives, which is gonna be in a few days time.

i am feeling damn lazy to upload photos...............................................


moving to a new place is a pain in the ass.
i need to pack like everything.
gonna bring only the bare essentials.
the only perk i have is I gonna deck out my room real good.



and i dont feel like going to genting anymore.
firstly because of money or rather the lack off,
secondly because i am deadly afraid of birdflu
and lastly because I have the morbid fear of the malaysian sky falling on my head.

I think I'll be good and stay in singapore to spend my singaporean dollars and eat my singaporean egg free food.

and shawn's birthday is like a couple weeks away....
I swear I gonna make him a more spectucular mess than ed's at his birthday.(wheels and gears start clicking in ma brains)


working at pierside has been fun.
there is plenty of food to eat there.
wasabi chips and what have you not.
the chef robin is absoulutly, crazy. he stops cooking halfway to tell me and the fireman about prostitutes. but in general,
people there are ok.
we have salmon boy and the assorted mats and minahs.

and the usual gay supervisors. note: Plural. and I dont mean happy = gay.
and the usual sonavubitches customers. this table is too small wor! (when he is bought to a table for 8 when there were 6 of them. fucking hongkee)

argh, i gotta go off.
my mum wants to go washing machine, fridge hunting.
now what the fug do i know about washing machines and fridges?
shit, as long as it cleans ma clothes and keep my coke cool, its a good electrical appliance isnt it?
sheesh. bollocks, i dont see why i have to go...but i have to go anyway, ciao.








argh.argh.argh.


cant come too soon,
someone always has to break the rules,
like some rock and roll cartoon,
first band on the moon.
now we cant wait too long,
till we get to sing our song,
even if we are out of tune,
first band on the moon.
Motley - First Band On The Moon.

its been bugging me,
how people can bring themselves,
to have a set dinner costing 80 bucks ++
and drink wine which cost approximately 3 weeks of my allowance,
drink wanton soup at a double figure price ,
drink a cup of cola at 6 bucks and
a piece of cod for 36 bucks and FINALLY
finnishing up with a bill which is equalvalient to the GDP of some 3rd world country.(points to the other side of the causeway)



I guess when you are rich, you eat expensively, drink excessively( like 4 bottles of alcohol) and get served in ostentatious food outlets by gays and PR managers with some tits and arse.


urm yea, but still, i want to be rich.
hah.

catch u guys around.
ciao.

Its this expressions I never give.

::Girls and the mad shit they do to one another::
Startled to know, that girls, are such evil creatures.
They do things that are horrific to their "friends"

haiz , we guys are considered tame I tell you. WE ARE LIKE PUSSY CATS.

mad bitch stabs pyshco bitch's back. whoo. Show Time.
Admission: Free


If guys backstab, girls climb onto ladders to backstab. Multiple stabwounds. ouch.

Reading Jeffery Archer's Not a Penny More, Not a Penny Less.
Not bad at all.


aight, gotta run. good - F*****g - bye.









Dont you cry tonight.
give me a whisper and give me a sigh,
give me a kiss, before you tell me goodbye
dont you take it so hard now and please dont take it so bad,
I'll still be thinking of you and the times we had.
and dont you cry tonight.
and please remember, that i never lie
and please remember, how I felt inside
you gonna make it your own way, but you gonna be alright now sugar.
GnR - Dont Cry.






who does she miss?
its not you by a defender's shot!
whahahahahahhahahahahahahaha
Reality, crashes on people crushing them. hahaha.

Purely Hear Say.

Today I went to work without telling my parents.
More like notifying.
and I heard the funniest thing ever.

my brother's sms read :
Eh, btw, dad isnt too please about you going out to work at a time so near the exams.

so I went home and my brother told me about the whole incident and apparently, it went like this.

Dad: eh, where is qian?
Mum: working. He didnt tell me that he has work today.
Dad: -_- when is his exams?
Mum: dunno, i think its october something.
Dad: thats like 1 month away.
Mum: Yea, I can count.
Dad: hmm, you better tell him that he should study since the exams are near. dont work.
Mum: Yea, I know. But he ahh............ -_- He never tell me, how I tell him not to go?
Dad: hmm. ok, just tell him when you have the chance. -_- *walks away grumbling.




Hur Hur.
Well, the solution is very simple actually.
I mean, i dont like to stand at the bar counter there for 4 hours.
It aint fun.
I mean, of cos there are hot chicks,
but there is only so much pretty women you can look at in a day.
they are like vase.
But I digress.

The solution, yea, its pretty simple.



they could.

If they could find the kindness in their hearts.





BUMP UP MY MOFO ALLOWANCE.



then, I would happily, stay at home and live the life of a rich kid wallowing in money.
Hah!




My mum would say I am very materialistic.
I am not denying it.
Infact, I am trying to prove that she is right.
I am working my ass off, coming home at 12, having dinner at 1am just so to buy the things that I want namely
;new stereo, smiley, flappy, watch, specs, contacts and the list goes on.



So you see, mothers knows best!
and I am not denying it!


hah, gotta go people. Sch starts at 9 tomorro and I am really damn tired.
see you guys around.



* i swear my dreams would be about polishing wine glasses and topping up the ice water and handing over the beer.

Dr Feelgood.

Esplanade.

Lights.

Breeze.

Company.

Camera.

Food.

What more can I ask?

Actually, there is 1 more thing.

Hah.



well well well.
re-read.
Friday.
why?
contemplated shutting it down before.
But I dont know why I didnt.
hah.





1 more month.
shifting out of this shit hole.
A place to call my own at last.
AND a working FRIDGE at last.
that means. Milk, choclate, chilled drinks, ice Cream and more.


I cant wait for SIP to start.
Lau Pa Sat. Makan. heh.
I wanna go to adelphi center to shop with my SIP paycheck.
and there is ONLY 1 thing that adelphi has to offer.
satisfy the audiophile in me.
hah.


Inter has sold Cannavaro.
He went to Juventus-in-turin-in-my-ass-where-they-are-all-construction-workers.
Judas.
but then, shall not despair.
We have new players.
Darn good ones too.
heh.
bring on chievo. Thanks for the 3 points.



things are going ok I guess.

1 more thing to make things perfect.

But as they say, there is no such thing as being in a state known commonly as perfection.

Thus rationale points to the fact that this last factor shall never be fufilled.

les perfection is realised, which is against the natural order of things.

But, we can hope.

No matter how flimsy hope is, how incredibly dumb and naive it is, we choose to continue to hope.

Thus, I shall. Not because I want too mind you!

Just that, its only natural.

hah.


*listening to Dr Feelgood by Motley!


ciao people. see you guys around.




*smiles to himself :]

Roof Top Garden.

Went to the tech courts today.
I was counsel for accused 1. Azhani.
Got her off murder charge.
she got 5 years and 12 strokes for rioting.
No shit.



Went to clementi to try out muizz's , azlin's and fn-F***'s recommended beef noodles. The Accused came along also.
We took a 45 min bus ride, only to discover that the shop was closed.
so we ate. KFC.
All together now: What the Fug?

Went to roof top garden.
till 8. at clementi.
a bitch to travel home.
I only got home at 9 plus.
all together now: What the Fug?




Cow. Cow. Cow. Cow. Cow.
someone drew me a cow. A smiling winking cow.
hah.
cause i sent someone a cow.
and,
at public speaking, impromtu speech subject: Cow.
Cow: animal of the week.
hail to the cow.
heh.

mofo

\/\/hatever. My freaking company law group has 2 freaks.
I cant stand them.

fuck off, I need my space.

little wonder why i sit on the floor and distance myself from them.
asswipes.

get a life. go back to malaysia where the lembughini roams.
to the other: you need a freaking ang moh husband or more to scrap the cheena'ness of you.

THEY ARE FUCKING ANNOYING ME TO DEATH.

SOMEBODY PLEASE HELP ME.



AND THERE IS A IRRITATING FAT ASSSSSSSS. WHO IS FREAKING FUCKING SITTING BEISDE ME AND PISSING ME OFF. I DONT CARE IF SHE READS WHAT I AM TYPING. I JUST WANT HER TO FUCK OFF. FUCK OFF!

Fear Grips You. You Grip The Gun Tighter.

You see that bugger there running towards you.
You know that he only needs one shot to kill you.
I dont want to die.
I really dont want to die.

I see him before he sees me.
I bring the hamas up to eye level like how they taught.
muttering a prayer even when I dont pray,
squeeze the trigger,
the gun coughs,
the asswipe catches 3 slugs,
he is not dead.
Lucky mofo.

He whips out his rifle,
sents one towards me.
I was lucky.
I caught it in the knee.
it hurts you. You feel like you are burning.
I didnt die.

H-E comes out of pocket.
I lob it towards him.
it lands at his leg.
The mofo dies.


now to the next story.
what does MOFO means?

Me to ed and lu of the wing variety: What does mofo means?
Lu: you dont know?
Me: no leh. ( of cos i know)
lu: ask ed to tell you. I cant say it.
ed: I cant say it also.
me: -_-





anyway, today we signed up for the macdonald card thing.
they give you 500 points str8 away which is good for:
1 Mc Chicken.
2 Cheeseburgers.
why do I know?
cause i saw shawn redeem all 500 points seconds after he recieved them.
now thats what I call a BFD.

BIG FUCKING DEAL.


which basically is how they describe a good deal down there way down there in australia.
I learnt this from a aussie mofo i think. or was it azhar?
i forgot.
as he will always say:
Maaaaaaaaaaathaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa ( what he means is mother).
whhahaha

ciao people.






smile for me.

I need to live life, like some people never will. So show me kindess, show me beauty , show me truth.



Happy birthday Mini.

happy 19th birthday to the sister I never had.
Words cant express what effect your valuable advice had on me.
thanks for always being there, listening to my rubbish.
I owe you one! haha.






Went to ECP with....erm....lets see.
try saying all these names in 1 breath. lets see you do that nigger.

Ed
fn
fab
zul
edle
Jo
Liang
liang's girl
Neek
nicole
joshua
jessica
daniel of the leong variety.



had fun. cycled to bedok jetty. me , ed ,edle and amused-couple-on-blades watched zul and fab perform some kinda dance on skates. zul made ed give him head. zul leapfrogged fab. fab and zul made swan lake look bad. me, ed, edle laughed guts out. fab crashed into me. we fall, zul jumped onto us. ed's bike fell on us. all in a days work. ed and edle laugh till crazy.

anyway, on with the story, the beach was ok i guess. left there around 11.
me, edle and jess went off to meet lu for supper.
went supper at this new prata place opposite edle's house. food was ok.
only left around...erm, 2am?



here are some pictures taken on friday.
one caveat. my photo taking is really going down the drain.
out of 10 photos, i chuck away 8 leaving only 2 acceptable ones.
so please bear with the not up to standard photos.
please do not ask me to do adobe PS.
I dont do PS.
cause firstly, i wont do it cause i am lazy.
secondly, i will become a photoshopper and not a photographer if i tweak all my photos to perfection.





hi, my name is the-cartoon-behind-ed's-tee , nice to meet you. i am going to tell you about my excursion to east coast bitch





fab: look son, look at the guy without shoes(*points to guy in blue), i bet he is a illegal immigrant. i bet he swam here from oompa loompa land or something.
ed: yes dad. I see him.
oopma loompa man: -_-'




oompa loompa man: better ride fastttt. those coppers are behind me.




for more photos and oompa loompa men escapades, click here.
use the slide show. hope you people find the photos satisfactory.

anyway, see you guys next time. gotta run now.
ciao.

After the euphoria of getting the job, reality, does sink in.

Oh shit.
I am in for a tough time.
I am going to work in a law firm.
Where there are demanding people to work for.
I will have to endure wearing a tie everyday.
I will have to endure the morning rush hour.
I will have to endure the evening rush hour.
I will have to endure so many other things.
But if I am REALLY unlucky, I will have no one to have lunch with except nonok man.

I AM AT 80 ROBINSON ROAD. OPPOSITE LAU PAT SAT.
EASILY ACCESSIBLE VIA TANJONG PAGAR MRT OR RAFFLES PLACE MRT.
PLEASE CALL ME FOR LUNCH IF YOU ARE IN THE AREA.

I hope they didnt call it MadHavan partnership for nothing.

are all these, worth 500 bucks a month?

and I just reliased. I told alot of lies during that half hour of interview. and i feel guilty.....













yeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa righttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttt. hah! no shit no way!



I am sure, they expected me to lie.
After all, they are lawyers.
All lawyers lie
and all lawyers go to hell =]







today I told her: Dont worry, it is very far away from you.

wahahhaa, thats some sick wicked stuff!

I am going to work with the Mad People.

I received an email today.

Dear Mr. Low

Thank you for attending the interview with us this evening.

We are pleased to inform you that you have been selected to pursue your Student Internship with the firm.

Kindly confirm if you accept our offer, following which we will forward you an official letter of offer.

Regards
J Jayaprakash
Manager
Messrs Madhavan Partnership








Heh. Sounds cool.
My first interview. My last interview.

Viva La Mad.

wah riao! dounnnnng throw away rar! can return us one mah!
there are very few occasions where i agree with pussy. but this was one of those rare times.
the buggers, were throwing away our projects, by the truck load.
imagine the man hours put into those projects.















The Pet.
you think you have a pet german shepard you terror?
you think you have parrot you very smart?
you think you have a fat cat at home you winner already?
you think you have a pet turtle at home your pet can outlive everone else's pet?
you think you have hamster you damn cool cause your hamster breed damn fast?



WELL, CHEW ON THIS!
LADIS AND GENTLEMEN, WE HAVE A WINNER.








ME AND MY PET LION.




















dont be jealous.
really, dont be.



p.s pardon the poor picture quality. its the best my phone could offer.

When inspiration strikes, its hard to avoid being, THAT DAMN GOOD.



There would be few occasion where my my modifications to a drawing would make a drawing look like a piece of art. However, yesterday afternoon, I had one of those "vivid-picture-in-my-mind-conceptualization-pigmentation-of-a-ugly-dude-who-i-can-make-more-handsome" where i felt that i could draw anything , anyhow i wanted.

It was one of those brilliant moments where i felt that i was salvador dali, da vinci, monet and avant garde kindergarden kid all rolled into one.

and shit, did I make this picture look much better than it would ever look.































You could see, I got many influences when creating this piece of art.
firstly, the smile, reminds you of the mona lisa no??
then the pose, reminds you of a certain famous painting by salvador right?
and its a impressionist piece of art. like what monet usually does.
and avant garde kindergarden kid influence could be seen by the creative use of crayon.

I kid you not.

why , its the cover art of the first issue of a soon to be not-able-to-sell-ppl-hate-it-is-ugly FIRST ever issue of The DICKS that PUSSY MAN has been FUCKED by!
stay tuned to this blog!
and as pussy man would say :I AM NONOK!



















altho, it is obvious, that i have SOME obvious short comings when it comes to art, I can, However, take a decent photograph.

for those who keep asking me where OGD is, you really ought to feel ashamed.
just so for you, so that you can go hunt for it all over singapore, here is a picture!
take it as a clue !









now, big smack in your face.
OUR GLORIOUS DEAD.

I will plead no contest, if loving you's a crime. So go on and find me guilty, one more fucking time.


liverpool fans go wooooooooooooooot!
ha, just back from cartel with ed, dan, shawn.
ed's parents were kind enough to give me a lift.

I had to pretend it was the first time i ever sat in the car.
when in truth, I probably sat in there more times than I ever sat in my dad's car.
woot!

woot!
woot!
woot!







woot!

woot! woot!


shawn said: its not my fault that her boobs were that big lar!
mad prick. hahaha.

what comes after the beer?
SEX.
thanks lar qian. hahahaha.

she looks damn slut lar.
even when she walks, she stamps her feet so that her boobs would bounce.

after 5 mins:
That girl( the same girl) was damn hot lar.....

hah hah!

that proves, that guy's favourite topic is sex.

if they dont talk about sex. it can only mean 2 things.
1: They are gay.
2: They are gay.

yup. its true. just ask any hotblooded male.
but, disclaimer:
1:dont ask ling, it would be too graphic.
2:dont ask fn, he would talk about super acided cum and his guitar.

ask your dad :)

and today at cartel

me: excuse me miss. can you clear the table?

miss: *dirty look
shawn: qian! thats not the waitress.

me: (in a voice loud enough to wake the dead) but its not my fault if she looks like a waitress! no wonder , i was wondering when did cartel started employing old and fat aunties.


if you didnt know me, well,thats me and hi, I am yiqian! hahahaa.
ciao people.

A reason to save money.A apple a day, keeps the doctors away.

A great machine!!"
Matt on 02/08/2004, 09:27 AM
A fantastic machine! And btw, with regard to the first review from Bruce, you CAN run Lotus Notes on your Apple. IBM/ Lotus have an Apple version!

"Brilliant!! But let's analyse why..."
bruce on 11/06/2004, 01:20 PM
Let's not be emotional on the Apple/Windows debate. If you need to run Lotus Notes, Apple can't do it. If you are a massive gaming enthusiast, there are tons more games for Windows. But honestly, what does the average user need a PC for? Internet? MS Office apps? To organize photos, music, video files? For these people, it is quite moot why they need the millions of programs written for Windows. The vast majority will end up messing up your system anyway. Check out the iBook. It comes with a handful of totally brilliant, free and useful software. Everything is more beautiful and refined on an Apple and it's easy to use. Price is great, too. iBooks now start at well under S$2,000. Don't be misled by the so-called slower speeds. Apples are clocked differently from Wintel boxes and are at least equal, usually better in terms of speed, too. Try one, you won't regret it!

"The most stable computing hardware and OS ever built"
Joe Real on 16/05/2004, 08:14 AM
I have been using Windows OS for more than five years and I formatted and reinstalled OS for an average of four times a year. Windows OS is not stable and not secure. I NEVER regretted when I bought this iBook. The design is nice and performance-wise is the best. I strongly recommend other people to buy this hardware. I have been using this hardware for almost a year and yet I haven't encountered any problem. No hang-ups and crashes. Even viruses are now becoming extinct in my daily computing. I already reinstalled my OS not because there was a problem but just to experience how to reinstall OS X. I was surprised when I found it very easy to install. Even unexperienced users can do it. Although this hardware is a bit expensive, it's worth buying it. Now I'm planning to buy another notebook and I'm looking into the PowerBook.

"Apple is brilliant, as usual..."
bruno on 13/05/2004, 08:36 AM
I just got the iBook 1GB, 14-inch LCD display. It's my 3rd Apple notebook but the first time I'm using it as my "main" PC. If your needs are simple, such as Internet, MS Office applications, music, DVDs and digital pictures, I can't imagine why anyone would want to look elsewhere! Put your iBook running Panther next to your "no character" Win XP box and it's like parking a Ferrari next to a Hyundai Saloon. Thing is, I've long admired Apple and am not a "switcher", so when I look at the brilliant software, especially OS X, and the beautiful and reliable hardware, I'm not surprised at all, for Apple IS the better computer as it has been for many years.

"Windows is out of my life for good!"
murderus on 29/12/2003, 10:33 PM
With such good integration of the hardware and& software, it beats the Windows-run laptops I've used. Not to mention the wonderful Mac OS X. My PC is gonna be alone for a long, long time. That's how good it is

iBook. orgasmatronicallyincredibablydesirebablyidontcarewhatsitsgonnatakeimtakingthisbabyhome.

do i hear the "oohs" and the "ahs" or the "its-a-apple-computer-i-m-not-going-close-to-it-I-m-a-microsoft-whore"

today was major lepak.

collected my hp. its as good as new. the buggers at S.E ,they changed the casing for no charge.

afterthat, went for dinner, then set off to OGD with fn and ling.

hahahahahhahahahahahahahaha. we sat there at around 6 plus, went back near 10.

took loadsa pictures, but they didnt turn out too good. will post up some of the passable ones soon.

anyway, gotta run now. blog again soon. gotta sleep lar, CBY in the bloody morning at 9am. fiack.

another tribute.

have you read the newspapers today?
sunday times. under lifestyle.
read all about this.

I'm a convert. Really good.





which leads me to another observation.....
my blog is turning pussyy......
its getting pussified.
shit.
I dont even swear on my blog no more.
fuck.

I think i lost some of my edge.....compared to my earlier entries which you cant access anymore since i dont know hw to do the archiving.

ok, nevermind, shall get up to date with the latest swear words and start my extreme perceptions of life and all things around me asap.

this blog, is turing pussy. gotta change that.

till next time.
ciao.

Ladies and Gentleman, Boys and Girls, presenting , Mr Honesty.

I never get owned. I always own

I would own your ass thank you very much.

You will never like me around you.

cause you cant stand me like I cant stand you.

I wont love you when you cant love me.

Perhaps its time for you to pack your stuff and leave the staff.

what if I kick your ass around the garden while playing on the merry-go-around-around-around-and-around.

I wont like you again cause you never liked me.

I wont eat that food again since its killing me.

I wont wait for that call again since its never gonna come.

I wont read that thing again since its really depressing.

I wont write those things again since its not meant to be.

But what if fate wont leave me be?

Perhaps I would never be what was meant to be.

But whos to say whats meant to be?

cause it will never be logical to say its meant to be if you haven seen it happened.

In a way, perhaps its easier to go ahead and be what I dont want to be.

Cause seriously, its what you people want me to be.

what I dont want to be.

what if 1 day, i was to die of dengue?

would you shed a tear, or point to the sky , and say its all for the good of mankind ?

Materialistic me, its always been like this.

Comfort by material, is more important to me.

To place trust in something as sketchy and fragile as love and trust in itself,

its not becoming of me or what my parents taught me to be.

cause if you say you love me. I will not be able to say the same.

cause seriously, I could never do what you could do for me.

I would never do what you would do for me.

Inherently selfish is mankind, to change this, would not be very kind.




Perhaps, I just need to find the real me.
or maybe, just someone to help me.

You pay 20 bucks.

then you step in.
then they usher you to your table.
then you start to eat.

you eat whatever you fancy.
in whatever quantity you want.

The objective is to eat yourself silly.
Till you cant eat anymore.

You can have, beef steak, roast beef, chicken chop, roast chix etc etc etc etc etc etc etc etc.
you can have pasta, gratin etc etc etc etc etc etc

when you get bored. Feel free to pour salt into your friend's soup while he is not looking.
and have a taste of your own medicine when he adds tabasco sauce into your ice water.

If your friend makes a dumb joke that you dont like, spit the piece of meat that you were chewing on out. It will make him jump. To freak him out further, place the piece of chewed-on-and-spat-out piece of meat back into your mouth. Disgusted friend garanteed.

If you are certain that you are stuffed so far in by the meat, go for the deserts.
1 scoop of ice cream over a brownie drizzled liberally with chocolate fudge.
om*g.

when you really cant eat anymore, just sit around and make crude jokes. Like hiding money from your girlfriend and cheating more money from your dad. Make it a special point to speak about a guy who cant talk properly and who has too much saliva for his own good. its entertainment.


then. you go home.

you will feel like shit for the rest of the night.
cause you are so full, you just dont want to do anything.

but.

its all good. all good.

A tribute.

You wanna know what's tough and whats being strong?
its not when you dont have enough money,
its not when you moan that your other half does not love you enough
its not when you say school work is too much for you to cope.

to know what is tough what is being strong?
click here. He is only 16.
I am proud to have a friend like that, the same way he is proud about me scraping thru my Os in 3 weeks.



Aaron's band: A Vacant Affair. Song: How about enough?


hah, ironic. I really feel like saying how about enough.
perhaps not say, maybe shout.
but then, perhaps its easier to shout at the devil.
it probably is.
enough of this fiasco.
its not bringing any thing anywhere.
I should quit. i mean, I'm too smart for this shit. hah!


muahah.

its time to get rid of 2 things. but the immediate one 1 is a friendship.


I cant see myselve being friends with some one so selfish that he/she just cant share friends.
its bullshit. so what if she/ he is your ex? cant i be his/ her friend?
if you feel that i shouldnt on the basis that I am your friend, you are wrong. cause honestly i dont give a shit about what happened between you 2.
I just want you 2 to be my friends. star crossed lovers or not i dont give a shit.
if the other guy/gal is fine with me being your friend, you cant be so selfish asking me to ditch he/she. its just not right.

So what if he/she hurt you, you dare say you didnt do the same? fuck, even friends hurt 1 another.

feeling that way is 1 thing. telling me about it would perhaps disfuse the situation. telling the whole world about it is just .......... I dont even know what word I should use.

loyalty to friends.= so I cant hang out with your ex. = you talk about me not being loyal to this friendship.

f******* bullshit equation. and to this, I maintain.
I rest my case.



p.s to those who says that ling looks werid wearing eyeliner , check this out. by him:
Dude, just because I wear makeup doesn't mean I can't kick your ass. Fuck with me and I'll fuck your girlfriend.


pss. I know that this outpouring of anger is so gay and so dumb. like some dumb assed blog. but still, gotta write it. Do not unto others what you do not want others to do unto you. someone someday needs to understand this.

To the imposter.

dear imposter.

you are damn stupid. King is me. how is it possible that i haven been to my blog in awhile.

you are damn stupid. you cant even impersonate properly. Miss Mini types in sticky caps you moronic douche bag. i dont know if you are stupid or are you stupid. I think both.

and calvin is my imaginary friend if you didnt know. he is my schzioprenic half. no way he could have left a tag without me typing it.

I dont swear on my blog. i wonder why you are impersonating me, soffie and calvin. perhaps even ling. are your balls too small for you to use your own name?

I beseech you, if you have any brains or any balls at all, lets settle this out in the open. no use hiding behind your computer. or hiding behind the facade of my friends.

if you arnt happy with me, come look for me. dont impersonate me or my friends.
impersonating me is fine. but leave my friends out. you aint worth their shit.

and as HGF has said in his tag. you really are a lamer if you think that impersonating people is fun. or perhaps, as i have already said many times, you are just stupid.

lets see some guts for once.

yours truly.
The real KingKangKong aka Nutter Lucifer aka King and also known as Yi Qian..

to soffie, ling, mini and calvin and who ever has been impersonated. really sorry about this farce. please bear with it. I will try to sort it out asap.


in the mean time. for friends who really wanna tag, please includ the name of 1 of our lecturers beside your name when tagging so that i know that its you and not some imposter.
i will also answer tags on the blog itself and not the tagboard. all the tags under my name now are not really me. sorry for incovinence caused.

Dear Friends.

some moron has started to impersonate me and some of you on my tag-board.
its pretty easy to identify this guy.
cause he is pretty stupid.

I dont know what he is playing at.
and I dont know what he is trying to achieve. Maybe just to make trouble.
or maybe, he is just plain stupid.

I certainly didnt offend anyone recently.
perhaps just 1 dude. but if its him, I dont give a shit.

I. dont. bother.myself. with. kids. who. dont. even. have. the. balls. to. identify. himself.

Beautiful Treason.

its 10 plus and I'm up.
pretty early considering its a saturday morning.

term test is over at a last. I got owned by civil pro but i owned company and accounts.

Reading Quarantine By Jim Crace. Very draggy, very difficult to read. But will finnish it.

Thursday was fun. bought my camera to school. I filmed Ed punking luwin and the rest raping ed. who wants the video, just ask from me. I will be happy to pass it around. I will ignore luwing's and edwing's protest.

Friday , which was yesterday, was nothing but a haze. I dunno what i was doing. erm, i think i read, played video games, ate and slept. ya.

and ya, one joker called me at 7:10am today. i dont know who it is. can someone help me check it out? 62255292. usually no one calls of smses me before 10 since all my friends are still asleep. except 1 person. but thats another story.

Today, gotta go over to aunt's place to set up the set-up. I dont see myself completeing it within a few hours...but on the bright side, I will get to watch KillBill on her system. today is installation, callibration and testing. gotta climb like spider man to drill hole and all....wahhhhhhhh



ok , I think i better go, i wanna go read the papers. anyway, PLEASE DO NOT LINK PORN SITES TO MY BLOG. ok. thats it. please dont leh. please dont leh. Please dont leh... for the uninitiated, www.porn.com does exist.

alright people, see you guys around. ciao

Once again we dance in the crowd At times a step away From a common fear that's all spread out It won't listen to what you say Once you're touched and you stand alone To face the bitter fight Once I reached for love And now I reach for life

Dream Theater. Learning to Live.

ub-ba kaka.

studied for an hour for accounts.
accounts gonna get C.

civil pro tomorro. heh.
just printed all my stuff today.
gotta go read the shit. starting as soon as i complete this.

its one of those times.
when I ask myself

"how the `!@#$% did I get my $#%^&* ass into this pile of #$%^&* thing which I absolutley have no #$%^&* shit interest of give a #$%^& of when its (*&^%$ me off and caused me a %$^&*load of $%^&*()O problems which i wouldnt have if I $%^&*( had brains."


ya, thats about it.

why oh why oh why?

proof that if you listen to your parents. you are better off on your own.

thats if, if your parents are shit ass loaded like a cash register going ka-ching all the time.
in that case, you dont have to listen to them at all. you just listen to the sound of money and spend ur time looking at yusuff ishak's face on multicoloured paper in denotations of 100 and above.